I Said Yes

Michael and the family knew I would be heading back to Seattle the day after the burial. While they were at the cemetery Jenny and I had taken care of the final details of the clean-up at the winery. It was about 5pm when I got a text from Michael telling me he would be on his way back in about an hour and to think about what to do for dinner and the rest of the evening. He also told me that Diane did want to see me before I took off. I felt as though it would be nice to have a quiet evening…a short goodbye session with Diane…some food and then just us.

Michael arrived back at the winery with the pups (who were really excited to see me) and our bags. I had hoped we would be staying at the apartment that night so was happy he brought the stuff. He got out of the truck and gave me a big hug and seemed to be in pretty good spirits.

“How did it go?”

“Like you would expect…it was kind of…anticlimactic when you think about it”

“Diane’s ok?”

“Yep…she and the girls all did fine. Bishop Quinn was there and it really only lasted about a half an hour. We chatted with him for a few minutes after…Diane wanted to wait until the lowered the casket and then we went in and picked out a headstone”

“Ah…are they going to use your art?”

“Yep…the piece I have been working on…just have to finish it and get it over to them this week”

“Im glad that’s what they are gonna use…So what’s the plan?”

“Diane want’s to do an early dinner…meaning like in an hour…at Amore and then we will have the evening to ourselves”

“Ok…I am done here so I guess I will run upstairs and shower”

“Im gonna check on a few things around here and check in with Jenny”

“K…give me about a half an hour”

“Gotcha”

The pups and I raced up the stairs to the apartment. They won of course because I was carrying the travel bags. I got them squared away and then showered and dressed and within the half hour we were on our way to Amore.

Dinner was nice. The three of us just relaxed over great food. Chef John made an appearance and I thanked him for all he did to help with the food. He was very gracious and said “likewise” and then excused himself. The rest of the time at Amore was just spent chatting. Diane said there was going to be a memorial service in a month or so in Seattle. The Washington Wine Commission wanted to host a gathering of Seattle Industry folks to honor Dave so she told me should keep me updated on that. I offered our spot but she felt like they might want something bigger…a place that could hold more people and I understood. It was time to go…you could tell she was worn out so we wandered to the parking lot where she got teary…hugged and kissed me…and then Michael…and she was on her way.

We popped into the Dive Bar for a couple and then headed back to the apartment. When we got inside Michael went to the hall closet and came back out with two towels. I was cracking up because I had had a sneaking suspicion that his plan for the evening involved the hot springs and, sure enough, that was what was going to happen.

We took the path up to the ridge and down towards the springs and pool. We weren’t even there yet when Michael started stripping off his clothes. I was getting so used to that part…something so sensual watching him take his clothes off…it got me going every time. Before I knew it he jumped in and surfaced with a big old smile on his face. I tried to be all sexy as I undressed but my foot got caught in my pant leg and that didn’t work out so well…down I went…at least it was on dirt and not the rocks…that may have lessened the physical pain from the fall but certainly not the embarrassment. At that point all I could hear was the roar of Michael’s laughter as I sat there and took my pants and underwear the rest of the way off. I pulled my shirt off and joined him in the water. No point in saying anything as he just kept cracking up at me…for quite a long time…just about every time he looked at me he laughed so I just let it go…let him have his fun…and all I could tell him was Karma and paybacks were a bitch…I knew that some day he would give me the opportunity to laugh at him…he would give me the material to make fun of him…some day!

We soaked for quite a while…just yapping back and forth…not about anything serious or important. I think he just needed to relax and I was happy to be there with him…especially since he was naked…ha.

I was feeling like I wanted to get out for a bit so I took a large towel down and spread it on the flat rock next to the hot springs. Michael joined me after a few minutes and we just laid there on our backs looking up at the starts. It was unseasonably warm, at that time, but I knew the air would have a chill in it as the night went on. Michael rolled over and kissed me.

"Make love to me Matt. I want to feel you inside so much."

Without saying anything I rolled him onto back over onto his back and gently lifted his legs. Leaning down I ran my tongue up and down his ass crack, paying special attention to his pink hole. He moaned and squirmed as I pushed my tongue against his hole.

"Now please Matt. Please." He panted.

I kneeled between his pushed-up thighs and gently entered him. His moan of

pleasure was all I needed to continue all the way inside. The heat from his

insides drove me almost to the point of no return already. God it felt so wonderful inside him. I wanted this to last forever. I started a real slow fuck, sliding slowly

out and back in, even as he asked me to go faster and harder. The heat of

his insides forced me to slowly speed up until I was pounding in and out of

him. I held off as long as I could, knowing that I usually went soft after I

came. When I finally did blow inside him I dropped over him and kissed him.

He put his hands on my ass holding me inside his hot canal. I could feel his

internal muscles contracting around my cock. It did not take too long before

I was hard again inside him. He lowered one leg and turned slightly on his

side and pulled me farther into him. Then I began again to slowly stroke in

and out. His eyes were almost rolled back with the pleasure he was feeling.

I continued the slow in and out thrusts, loving the feelings of his grip on me,

so hot and still massaging my cock as I slid back and forth. WE were both

sweating profusely by the time I was again getting close.

"I want to suck you off this time Matt"

"Okay stud."

As I neared the boiling point I pulled out and we switched into a sixty nine

position. He dove onto my cock as I sucked his into my mouth. He blew as

soon as my lips slid over his cock head. Involuntarily he thrust deep into

my throat and fucked my face as he came. Even though it was hard for me to take all of him it was an awesome feeling, as his cock drive into my throat, his sweet sperm gushed into every part of my mouth and throat. Tasting his sweet juice caused my cock to fire, He pulled me deep into him and continued to suck even after I started to go soft. I had to forcibly pull off him as he worked the very sensitive head of my

cock. He pulled off my cock and snuggled into my crotch, licking and sucking

my balls. He continued to gently fuck my face, and I hoped he had another

full load for me. I really wanted him inside my ass, but just sucking his

cock was almost as good. His second load almost took me by surprise. He

thrust real hard into my throat and unloaded. I think most was shot straight

into my stomach. I sucked him dry and then pulled out. I snuggled in close

to his balls and relaxed. After several minutes of panting and heavy breathing we sat up. Michael leaned close and kissed me.

"Thank you mister man, that was the best ever…And you are still a horndog!”

I laughed and smacked him on the ass as we slipped into the hot spring to clean up, I ran my fingers into his hole as we stood washing ourselves down….

"Damn I should have rimmed you before we climbed into here"

"Well there is always next time." He chuckled.

When we climbed out of the hot spring we hugged for a few minutes and, of course, that got me worked up again. We decided it best if we got dressed and headed back…seems both of us were hungry and it was getting chilly and late. We got back…got out of our clothes…snacked on some meat and cheese and wine and then went to bed. A nice end to a stressful several days.